By the time the boys had dried off from their shower, gotten dressed and had eaten a quick breakfast, it was nearly time to meet the new interns.
As they made their way back to the Chief's office, Milton turned to Brackish. Milton recognized the look of distress in his boyfriend's face. "Baby?" Milton started calmly. "Just take a few deep breaths and remember I'm right here with you."
"I've never been good at talking to girls." Brackish muttered. "Never been good at talking to anyone, really, but girls...I don't understand them at all."
Milton chuckled and gave Brackish's hand a quick squeeze and planted a kiss on his cheek before opening the door to the Chief's office. "You'll be great, just be yourself." They entered the office and as soon as Brackish saw the girls they would be working with, his anxiety surged. They both saw the girls at the same time. Both of the girls were wearing tight jeans and a loose T-shirt, one of the girls was slightly curvier than the other and had short dark purple hair. The other girl had shoulder-length blonde hair and he couldn't help but notice her ass was perky and tight inside her jeans. Brackish noted that both girls were rather easy on the eyes. Both girls looked like they were also quite anxious.
Brackish felt his boyfriend squeeze his hand again and he immediately felt calmer; more confident. He tried to keep in mind the feelings of pure relaxation and bliss that he was experiencing mere hours earlier. He smiled awkwardly at the memory. The curvier girl must have misinterpreted his smile as a greeting. She walked up to the two men and introduced herself.
"Hi, um...I...I'm Mandy and this is my roommate Kat." Mandy held out her hand for Brackish to shake but he wasn't prepared to shake hands. His hands were quite sweaty, so he mildly waved at her, dismissing her hand.
"Yeah, hi...I'm Brack...uh..Dr. Okun...um...but I guess you can just call me uh...Brackish..heh." Brackish kept looking back and forth between Mandy and Kat.
Milton stared at both of the girls, "Heh...I guess you must be Kat." He commented to the girl with the blonde hair. "Is that short for Katherine?"
"Umm...no...actually it's kind of embarrassing," Kat responded. "It's actually short for Katyusha. It's Russian…"
"Oh, like from that old Soviet song?" Milton asked.
"Yeah…" Kat answered, smiling slightly "but my parents are not communists I swear! They just liked the name! I almost never go by that name though."
"It's a beautiful name." Milton said, smiling sweetly at Kat.
"Yeah, and Mandy is short for Mandolin. Yeah, I'm just kidding." Mandy giggled. "Actually, it's just Mandy."
The four of them laughed, and Brackish felt much calmer.
"I hate to interrupt," The Chief commented. "But Mandy and Kat need to get settled into their dorm."
Brackish looked from Milton to Kat and Mandy, to the Chief then back to Kat and Mandy. "Alright then I guess we'll see you two later...heh..." Brackish tried to do finger guns, but was more awkward than cool.
The Chief walked out of the office with Kat and Mandy following. The boys looked at each other with hopeful, interested expressions, and soon left the office to go back to their own dorm.
When they got back to their room, the boys had a serious discussion while sitting on the couch. Brackish rested his head in Milton's lap and Milton combed through Brackish's hair with his fingers.
"They're kinda hot, don't you think?" Brackish asks coyly.
"Not feeling so anxious anymore, baby?" Milton replies.
"Are you kidding?" Brackish blurts out. "Now I'm even more nervous."
The boys chuckle and continue chatting idly while they watch junk TV.
The next morning, the boys got ready for their first day working with their interns. The buzz of anxiety was constant in Brackish's mind, not to mention his stomach. MIlton tried to force Brackish to eat something before they left.
"Baby, if you don't eat anything, you're going to regret it later." Milton commented. "You know how you get by noon if you don't have breakfast."
Brackish knew exactly what Milton was talking about. He could get extremely ornery if he didn't have anything in his stomach. However, he was afraid he would throw up anything he attempted to eat at this point. He looked at Milton with a worried expression.
"I'll make you a smoothie." Milton suggested. "Would you drink it if I made one? At least it's something." Brackish smiled sweetly at Milton and Milton kissed him on the cheek before heading over to the counter that held the Vitamix blender. They had gotten this during one of MIlton's health kicks. He had made maybe five smoothies with it, though they had had it for about 2 years now. Milton plugged the blender in and collected all the fruits he knew Brackish would want in a smoothie. A few strawberries, blueberries and raspberries, a whole apple, half a banana (the rest of which he popped in his own mouth and ate quickly). He put some spinach and chia seeds in the mix too, for roughage. Brackish probably wouldn't even notice. He put the washed fruits in the blender, added milk and turned it on. The noise of the blender was obviously irritating Brackish. "It's almost done, baby. It just needs a few more seconds. I'm sorry it's irritating, but you don't want a chunky smoothie."
When the smoothie was done mixing, Milton poured three-fourths of it into a glass, and brought it over for Brackish to try.
"Blech!." Brackish shouted after his first swallow. "It's not sweet enough!"
Milton sighed and went to the cabinet. He pulled out a bottle of agave nectar. "This will have to do." He said as he squeezed the bottle over Brackish's glass. "Natural sweetener, for my naturally sweet boy."
Brackish smirked at him, mixed in the sweetener with a spoon, and continued to drink the smoothie. Milton drank the remainder of the smoothie that was left in the blender, unsweetened.
"Baby, do we have time for a quickie?" Brackish asked. "Might help my nerves."
Milton laughed out loud. "Babe, I have to be in the lab in less than 10 minutes." he punctuated the first "in" to express the urgency of their departure. Brackish pouted, downed the rest of his smoothie, and the two of them left the dorm to begin their descent to the labs.
"I'll see you this evening, baby." Milton said as he kissed Brackish on the cheek. The two men went to their separate labs.
Kat was waiting in Milton's lab. She was wearing an Area 51 standard issue lab coat and protective goggles which she wore on the top of her head. "Hi Dr. Isaacs! I'm really excited and nervous to start working with you today!"
"Don't get too excited." Milton said with a smirk. "Today is going to mostly be filling out forms and contracts. You know, liability waivers, non-disclosure agreements, fun stuff like that." Milton smiled reassuringly to Kat. "You'll also be watching a few safety videos, and doing a couple simulations of emergency situations. When I say a couple, I really mean about 23." Milton winked at Kat.
Kat smiled back at him sweetly. "What is Mandy going to be doing today?" She asked as she turned to take a look at the alien spacecraft.
"Oh, same thing, really." Milton responded, his gaze drifted from the back of her head to her ass which he could see the shape of through her pants and lab coat. He let himself stare at it for a few seconds, licking his lips slightly, before she turned around to face him. Luckily, he had returned his gaze to her face before she turned around. He needed to get his mind out of the gutter, but he had always had a thing for women's asses.
At different points throughout the day, as Kat worked on filling out forms and going through safety videos and simulations, Milton couldn't help but watch her. It had been a while since he had really had a lot of interaction with a woman, and his thoughts crept back to his conversation with Brackish the other day. About how interesting and fantastic sex was with women. At one point, while Kat was bending over to pick up a pen she had dropped on the floor, Milton, again, gazed at her and imagined grabbing her by her sweet, tight ass, bending her over the table and fucking her until she came, until she screamed his name. Shit. He was getting horny, he still had 2 hours until he could go back to his dorm and take care of his little problem. He thought about going into the lab's safety shower and turning on the cold water, but that would look suspicious. He tried to think about other things, like the alien he knew Brackish had been dissecting, he tried to think about how bad it smelled and how disgusting the guts looked all over the floor of Brackish's lab. It helped for a moment, but then those guts turned into clothes scattered on the floor of his mind. He was reminded of a time he and Brackish had made a bit of a mess of their own in Brackish's lab. His plan had failed and he was horny again. He needed to get out of the lab. Make an excuse. He walked over to where Kat was still finishing up the simulations, and gently put his hand on her shoulder to get her attention. "Sorry to interrupt your progress, but I'm not feeling well, and I am going to head back to my room and lie down for a little while." He said anxiously.
"Oh, Okay." Kat responded, glancing at him quickly before resuming her work. "I hope you feel better."
"Thanks. See you later." Milton said as he left the lab.
When Milton got back to the dorm, he checked the time. Damnit, he thought. Brackish wouldn't be back for another hour and a half. He could really use a quick fuck. He'd have to take care of his problem on his own.
He decided to go into the bedroom that he shared with Brackish and pleasure himself on their bed. He stripped himself down, laid down on the bed, opened the drawer on his nightstand and took out the vibrating prostate stimulator that Brackish had bought for him, along with a bottle of lubricant. He opened the bottle of lube and poured some on his hand. He rubbed some of the lube on the stimulator. The rest of it he rubbed into his needy hole. He fingered his asshole and got himself ready for the stimulator. When he was ready, he turned the stimulator on and inserted it into his asshole.
"Fuck, that's good." He moaned to himself as the stimulator began to vibrate against his prostate, causing his cock to harden and leak precome. He let himself enjoy the vibrations, and the straining pressure and tension he felt from his aching cock, before he indulged himself by grasping his dripping member, tugging gently; using his precome as additional lubricant.
He leaned his head back against the headboard, and moaned with relief as he continued rubbing and tugging his desperate cock.
Since he was by himself; not worried about helping someone else reach their orgasm, Milton focused on chasing his own. Afterall, he wanted a quick release, and focusing on his pleasure was the best way to do it by himself. He knew it wasn't going to take long; not with the prostate stimulator vibrating inside his asshole. It only took a little over ten minutes of him massaging and tugging at his cock for him to reach his climax. He came over his stomach and hand; wiped it up with a dirty t-shirt, took out and turned off the prostate stimulator, wiped it down and put it back in the drawer.
Feeling sated, he closed his eyes and let himself drift off into a post orgasm slumber.